10 December 2007: The floods

Great floods will come

Amper praises me for my work. More dreams of accompanying souls over to the other side come to me.

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Amper speaks with Göran /Jorun (Amper’s words are in italics):Yes, it became what it became. This was not the intention from the beginning. Everything has now been altered, changed into something we on this side of reality could not even begin to dream of in our wildest imagination. What we are now seeing the beginning of was completely unlikely once upon a time. All of us here are very excited that which could not happen is happening now anyway.

Do you understand finally how things are? You can no longer deny it. Now do you feel in your heart that you accept it as it is? It is you who have made the impossible possible. We here have only followed you, gone after you, protected you, looked after you and cherished you in all your days.

That which will happen in the future is almost as unlikely as that which has already occurred. If not even more amazing. When you stood there and saw the bang that gave rise to that which is happening are you not amazed as well?

Göran /Jorun:Yes, truly, I say to you that it has not been easy to accept this. Now that I did it I marvel as much as you do.

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I found myself in a large hall with a stage at the front.A man was sitting by my side. Some people were singing. The man next to me asked me why I was looking so sad. I replied that I knew who took the cloth, and I looked up to the left in the stands and saw in a short sequence a number of orchestra members. I see to recall there were nine of them. They disappeared very quickly. It was probably the only one who had seen them.

Suddenly, water began to rise in the hall, it went almost up to the top of the boots I was wearing. The water disappeared and I could leave the hall with dry feet. I came to a stream that I had been able to wade across earlier but now it was swirling rapids and impossible to cross. Then everything faded away.

I asked this morning about the terrible things that will happen. This may be the answer.

Yes, this is and was the answer.

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I was standing outside a house and suddenly saw a whitish orb flying high in the sky. It came from the west and went to the east and looked a little cracked in the front or rear edge. I saw it very clearly.

Two women were standing next to me and I asked them if they had seen what I saw. But none of them had seen it.

It was probably one of the nine musicians.

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I was at an auction. A cloth that was incredibly valuable was about to be sold. I looked at it, discovered a small hole at one end. A man was near me and he told me the story of this cloth. The value of it was as great as anything. Nothing in the entire cosmos could compare to it.

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Chreel told in a dream to me to mow the lawn.I was thinking in my logic it should probably not be cut now, it was the middle of winter. But it was probably not our lawn. Instead, it was all the plants in the whole universe who missed out on the blessing they will not get. I can only hope that it worked out. I’ll try to be even better and not fall asleep. Iíll do what I can.

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A bus was divided into three compartments lengthwise,with the entrance in the back. I went into the part that was farthest back on the right. I was on an errand to buy paints for someone. There were two people at the front, a young woman and a man. He had several paint cans around him. The dream faded away.

It was like this. I went as usual at bedtime to do my rounds with everyone and everything. I know this so well.

But I half woke up at two o’clock and in my dazed state, I started from the beginning again. The whole round takes about an hour.

By the time I had gone with those who left today and those who left a long time ago I had woken up properly and discovered that I had already gone the whole round with them. I stopped there, consciously, and went back to sleep.

I know the other two compartments in the bus were empty. I had already gone with them a second time. But the paint was left over for another time. I usually have my brush in the right or left hand and anoint them with my light and my love. Maybe I should in any case continue with what I was doing?